Left is my 31st birthday, -22 months HRT, flew a Cessna around and then doublefisted some margaritas. Ask me what happened to my fingers, I dare you! (I have pictures...)
Right is when we saw Orville Peck, 5 days before my 2 year HRT anniversary.
My feelings got hurt worse when I went to urgent care and the front desk ladies kept making fun of me for deep frying my hand. Like in a jovial and friendly way, but still. I wasn't even going to go but my gf insisted.
The dead skin flaps wouldn't go away so I cut them open with nail clippers to let the inside of the pockets breath 🤮. Also they drained them in the hospital and it was a yellowish clear liquid with brown floaters...